"Jinchen! Hurry up, hurry up!"

……

"You'd better drive faster, grinding!"

Looking at Luo Bing sitting next to him, Bo Jinchen touched his nose, a little helpless.

It's all 150 yards, what else do you want him to do?

If it weren't for Luo Bing's constant encouragement, probably, he would really not be able to drive this speed in this life.

Fortunately, the traffic laws of the Han Empire were quite similar to those in Germany before the crossing, and given the reliable condition of the roads and the good quality of the people when driving, most of the suburban lanes outside the main city did not have a speed limit, which was a benefit for the drag racing parties. However, I don't know if it's a rebellious psychology or a blockade is better than sparse, there are not many drag racing parties in the real sense of the Han Empire, and there are even fewer embarrassing cars. Yes, it's just Luo Bing, who vents and soothes his feelings, and some old drivers who enjoy the pleasure of manipulation.

"Twinkle and twinkle, the sky is full of little stars, Jinchen, do you want to have some too?"

Taking out a can of beer from the bag, Luo Bing handed it over.

Well, people are raising their glasses to invite Mingyue and asking Qingtian for wine, Luo Bing is ...... Drink and count the stars?

Touching his nose, Bo Jinchen felt that he hadn't been so helpless as he was today for a long time.

"I'm going to drive. ”

Probably because of the strength of the wine he drank before, at this moment, he had just drunk a few cans of beer, and under the influence of the mixed wine, Luo Bing's face was obviously drunk, not to mention playing drunk, but it was clear that he was not intellectually controlled. Luo Bing directly threw the can in his hand into Bo Jinchen's arms, and said:

"Turn on intelligent driving, are you stupid!"

“……”

……

"Oh! I say fate!"

Suddenly, a very high-pitched and very local singing voice popped out of Luo Bing's mouth, so frightened that Bo Jinchen next to him almost didn't spit out the beer in his mouth, looking at Luo Bing very incredible, Bo Jinchen really didn't expect that the music taste of this big beauty next to him was so unique.

Ignoring the rare look of shock on Bo Jinchen's face, Luo Bing took a bite of the meat skewer and continued to sing with his throat pulled:

"Whether you are busy every day just for one meal, whether you only fantasize about silk and satin, whether your lover is also in love with one and a half, whether you are itching in the middle of the night and you rub the edge of the kang~"

"The days are not always sunny, the years are harvested year after year and are more sour than vinegar, happiness is like grinding in the sky, and the dangerous moment of flowers is around you~"

Luo Bing's singing voice is actually not bad, but this kind of tune, Bo Jinchen did hear it from the mouths of the people around him for the first time, full of weirdness, maybe, he really can't appreciate it.

However, he could hear that Luo Bing was still worried about the Golden Mirror Award, and it was also true that whoever picked up such a hot potato couldn't get better. What's more, Luo Bing has been working hard for the position of the actress, but winning the award this time has become the biggest mockery of her efforts.

It's really not Luo Bing's hypocrisy, it's true that life has played a bad joke on her.

"Why do people make people suffer, why do people shed tears for others, why do people fight against others, why do people follow each other~ Oh! I said fate~ah~survival~ah~ fate......"

In Luo Bing's magic sound, Bo Jinchen's ears moved slightly, and he seemed to hear movement in the car.

"Luo Bing, I seem to hear a voice, is it your mobile phone calling. ”

"No way, my phone is turned off!"

Waving his hand, Luo Bing said without hesitation, tearing his throat and wanting to continue singing, but suddenly, the sound gradually became louder.

- "Pig, you have two holes in your nose ~ you still have snot when you have a cold ~ "

- "Pig, you have dark eyes~ look, look, look, you can't see the edge~"

"Like, it's really my phone. ”

With a wine hiccup, Luo Bing's drunken and hazy eyes were filled with doubts.

And Bo Jinchen ......

Tonight, Luo Bing really opened his eyes, he looked smart and smart on weekdays, and he looked like a porcelain man, he couldn't find the slightest mistake, he didn't want to, after getting drunk, counting the stars, singing songs with weird tunes, even the ringtone of his mobile phone was like this...... Childlike fun!

Luo Bing fumbled and opened the toolbox in front of the passenger seat, and she took out a mobile phone, which was so old that it looked like the mobile phone with a broken camera in the previous body, and even more primitive.

Luo Bing glanced at the caller ID on it, hung up the phone directly, turned it off, and stuffed it back into the toolbox.

Seeing this, Bo Jinchen had some guesses in his heart, but he didn't ask whether it was his business. Besides, since Luo Bing was in a bad mood tonight, why did he block her again?

Catching a glimpse of the smile on Bo Jinchen's lips and realizing that his bell was being laughed at, Luo Bing muttered dissatisfiedly:

"Haven't you heard such a lively song?"

"Come, let's sing together!"

"Pig, your ears are so big~Hoo fan, hoo fan~ I can't hear me calling you stupid~"

Without waiting for Bo Jinchen to answer, Luo Bing sang again to himself.

“……”

"Pig, your skin is so white~"

Seeing that Bo Jinchen was indifferent, Luo Bing sang and sang and actually came to Bo Jinchen's side, pointed at him and sang:

"Pig, your skin is so white~You must have been in a rich and noble family in your last life~"

"Hey, why can't you call me a pig like this?"

"Then you can sing with me!hahahahaha...... Anyway, why are you such a picky eater, kebabs with beer...... Belch...... It was my favorite ...... when I was in college."

……

Luo Bing, who suddenly became a girl, completely exceeded all of Bo Jinchen's expectations, and in the end, Luo Bing couldn't make trouble, and the two of them were in the car, constantly singing "Pig! You have two holes in your nose...... Cheers!...... Legend has it that your ancestor had an eight-nail rake, and the fortune teller said that he hit the peach blossom ...... Cheers…… Cheers!"

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"Luo Bing, wake up!"

The two laughed all the way, Luo Bing gradually went crazy enough, and with the strength of the wine above, he stuck in the seat and refused to move again. Seeing that the intelligent driving had brought the two to a villa, Bo Jinchen pushed Luo Bing's shoulder.

"What's wrong?"

"It's here. ”

Hearing Bo Jinchen's words, Luo Bing didn't open his eyes, but just hummed in a low voice:

"Well, let me squint again. ”

"Well, but, there seems to be someone at your doorstep. ”

Bo Jinchen didn't mean as Luo Bing intended, on the contrary, he patted her shoulder again, and looked at the somewhat familiar figure through the night light on the side of the road, but unfortunately the person kept his back to him and couldn't see his face clearly.

"Paparazzi?"

Hearing this, Luo Bing's eyes immediately widened, and he instantly shook, and subconsciously said:

"Turn off the lights in the car! Don't go over and watch the situation. ”

"No, not the paparazzi. ”

Searching for similar back outlines in his mind, Bo Jinchen replied softly, his eyes thoughtful.

"Who's that?"

Luo Bing pressed the electric adjustment on the side of the seat, and the chair that was originally put down gradually rose up.

“…… Zhanbai. ”

In an instant, Luo Bing recognized the figure. At this moment, her wine seemed to wake up, and her face no longer had the playfulness of a girl before, and her eyes were complex and deep.

"Jinchen, do me a favor. ”

"Huh?"

Bo Jinchen raised his eyebrows.

"Let him die. ”

Luo Bing's tone was categorical.

"Hmm. ”

Thinking of Fang Cai's mobile phone ringtone, and then looking at Luo Bing's demeanor at the moment, Bo Jinchen, who understood Luo Bing's words, bowed his head slightly.

Youth is always a time-sensitive word, some people, some things, if they are not expired, they will not wait.

In short, if you miss it, you miss it.

In the end, it can only be locked in a box where outsiders can't see a trace, collect it alone, reminisce alone, and pick up a handful of youthful tears on a sleepless night.